rantara ff-sajda tere pyar mein[note at page 150] - Page 22

Originally posted by: alishamerchant

Originally posted by: ifians

waisey bhi i love story writting re...main IF mein ayi hi thi story likhne ke liye...😆

oh god!!

OMG u made me so restless by the precap ...it was wonderful ...lost all patience ...plzzz cont sooon

Originally posted by: ifians

Chapter 6-can't let it happen again

"didu..." Ishu's voice chocked. Antara understood that ishan heared everything. And it's not impossible for her to put two and two together. His fearfull expression was telling her everything. Antara rushed towards her and bend down on her knees looking at her shocked frozen face. She kept her hand on his shoulder and jerked him. "ISHAN!!!" she said a bit loudly. Ishan got out of transe and gasped heavily. "didu what is this..." He was still in shock and couldn't compose his words. "ishu u won't tell anything about this, u understood? Kisi ko kuch nahi batayegi tu..." antara's voice get harder as her hold tightened on ishan's shoulder. "didu what were u telling to vishal uncle...kya kahe rahe thi tum?... nahi didu tum kahi nahi ja rahi ho...I won't let u go anywhere." Ishan said stubbornly and looked down to his feet without meeting antara's urging gaze. "ishu..." antara slowly cupped his lil brother's face and look into his eyes. "ishan pls listen to me..." antara tried to say but ishan shoved away her hand and ran towards the bed. "no didu. I won't listen a single word from you. I know u are going to catch those terrorist. No didu... I know those terrorists will kill u just like papa..." He snapped baxk to antara with teary eyes. "no ishan..." antara rushed towards ishu and hold his shoulder. "don't say like that. I have to go ishan... pls aisa mat kar.. mat rok mujhe.." antara almost pleaded. Ishan didn't said a single word and looked away. She understood that ishan was mad at her. "ishan pls... u won't say anything about this to mama mumy... promise me.." antara asked him. "why didu... why should I have to shut my mouth everytime... u don't even let me tell about papa's death to moma..." he paused for a while. Both brother and sister understood the emotional turmoil they are going through. "ok I understood that it was for moma's health ishue but what is this didu... now u even want to go away from us just like papa..." ishan's stubborn voice got faded due to his outburst. "no ishan, u are getting me wrong..." antara turned him towards her and touch his chicks to brush away his tears... "never say that ishan. I won't ever leave u and moma..." she said. Even her eyes were wet looking at ishan's condition. "I know didu... u are doing all these things for moma and me... I know we need money for moma's treatment and u are also worried about my schooling... but didu, u don't have to worri about me... I will manage... aap mujhe kisi bhi school mein de do... main hamesha man laga ke paroongi aur exam mein bhi top karoongi..." Ishan said. "really?!" antara smiled at his innocent talks and caressed his hairs lovingly. "haan didu.. and don't worry about moma.. I collected some mony in my piggy banks... till now it may be..." He waited to count for a while. "yeah all ready there is 500 rupees... don't worry didu I vl break that pigi bank and u can take those money for moma's treatment... Ok" ishu assured. Antara smiled. How could she make her innocent brother understood that his pigi bank's money was nothing in front of that huge amount they needed for geeta's treatment. "ishan, u are getting me wrong. I am not doing this for money... ishu how can I make u understand... Ishu u remember ur friends in kashmir. Riyaz, asana, mohit, amir and rashmi..." Antara asked. "yes didu... how can I forget them they are my best friends.." ishan's eyes gleamed. "and if after some days u come to know that they are not alive... Another huge bomb blast took their lives..." She promped. "didu!!..." ishan's voice chocked. "I am sorry ishan... I don't want to hurt you. But this is the reality ishan. They are planning something bigger and if we don't stop them, I afraid we can ever ever get back our beautiful Kashmir..." antara moved her gaze towards the window. The darkness of the sky melted a bit as the moon rose at late night. "and I won't let it happen. I won't let any other family to suffer,I don't want any one lost her father just like mine..." Antara was lost on her words. Her father's face was flashing in her mind. His charming smile, always encouraged her to move on. She felt another tender touch. Ishan was touching her palm. "didu u are right..." suddenly ishan promped. Antara looked back at him with slightly amused eyes. Ishan was looking at her face with some new developed determined expression. "tu sahi hain didu... hum aisa nahi hone de sakte..." ishan shook her head. "papa bhi yahin kahete the na... humare sath kitna bhi bura kyun na ho, hum dusro ke sath bura nahi hone de sakte.." he said. His voice didn't shook a bit. It really amused antara. Ishan had really grown up so much in that small time. She kept her hand on her shoulder, "that's like my brother!!.."antara said with a smile. "hey didu can I go with you... I can also help u in your mission..." ishan asked innocently."hmp... but ishu if u go with me who will take care of your mission?" antara asked. " my mission...?" ishan asked in quriocity. "yes, and this mission is harder. Ur new mission... to pass the entrance test of your school and also taking care of moma..." Antara said with a smile. "kya didu...!!" ishan said irritatedly. "yes ishan, this is more imp. Remember, when I will not be hear u have to take care about each and everything of moma, I am leaving her in this state..," antara's voice again became sad, "I don't want to cause her trouble..." antara was again interrupted by ishan, "didu don't worry... main iss ghar ka man hoon na main sab samhal loongi.,..." he assured with his usual smile. "ye huyi na baat... now go to sleep I have to wake up early morning..." antara was about to go to but suddenly ishan caught her hand. Antara looked back with surprise and again got frozen looking at ishan's poor face. She felt the lump in her throat. Would she ever be eble to sea his sweet brother again? She didn't wanted to cry but tears automatically started to blur her eye sight. "didu pls promise me that u will come back... otherwise I won't let u go..." ishan said holding antara's hand stubbornly. "ishu..." tears flew down her chicks. "pls didu u have to come back! Otherwise I won't ever forgivr u..." his voice again got chocked. Antara hug ishan tightly. Both were in tears. "didu promise me that u will talk to me everyday... I promise I won't tell a single word to anyone, but please tu mujhse baat karna..." ishan said hugging her tighter. "haan ishan... I will try...!" antara said caressing his hairs. Antara closed her eyes and prayed to her papa to give her strength. At that moment suddenly a cold wind came through the window and ruffled her hairs. With that cold wind that beautiful bohemian tune of harmonica came into her ear. Antara smiled, she got her papa's blessing.

Raghu was restlessly moving all over his cot up to late hours of night. He didn't knew why he couldn't sleep today. Even after playing his mouth organ, he was feeling so restless. His eyes were moving towards the door of the balcony in front. He saw antara's rooms light was still on. Why was she awake so late at night? " sala kyun apni khopri kharap kqar rahi hain uss yeri ke bare mein soch ke... jo karna hain kare... Gana gaye, dance kare ya bhang piye apun ko kya?... so ja raghu beta.. uss jalebi bai ke bare mein soch ke dimag ki jalebi mat bana... Pata nahi kab kya karti hain..." He mumbled quite angrily to himself. He rolled on the bed and covered his bare upper body with the bedshit and tried to get a peacefull sleep. But his mind which was racing at bullet train speed never let him sleep. "par galti to apun ka tha... khali pili chilla diya uspe... jab ki uski koi galti hi nahi thi... Sari galti to uss chachi..." his every fiber got angry and he stroke the edge of the cot impatiently. He remembered each and every word he said to antara that morning... "...nikal ja yahan se... kya kahi thi tune aaj ki zamane ki majboot larki... arey ek gamla nahi samhala jata chali apne family ko samhalne... Khud paise kamana hain... arey ek kaam to dhang se nahi hota tujhse...bas to lecture marna janti hain... arey tere papa ne kya bas lecture dena sikhaya tha tujhe?... ya fir lecture dete dete off ho gaye tere papa..." each and every word flashed in his mind again. She at first started to explain but with his last word she seemed froze at the spot. Without saying a word she got out from the house. From that time raghu understood that he said too much. "apne ko baat karni paregi uss se...!!" he mumbled again, "nahito pata nahi kya karegi, apna sar bh for sakti hain... par main usey kahoon kya?... aur wo meri baat sunegi kya..." His voice become worried. "kyun nahi karegi...batein kar ne ke liye service tax lagta hain kya? ... abhi jati hoon usey baat karne..." raghu jumped from the bed. But to her misfortune he saw the light of antara's room was off. "arey ye nind ki devi ko bhi abhi hamla karna tha miss call ke ghar"he scratched his hair confusingly... "Meri nind haram kar ke khud chaddar tane so rahi hogi...waisey bhi murde ki tarah soti hain..." he remembered that night in garage. "kaal baat kar lengey,waisey bhi ek raat mein thori hi na bhagne wali hain... chal raghunath tu bhi bed pe gir ja... .." raghu jumped on his bed and wrapped the blanket over him.

Precap: "haan ajji... aaj subah hi nikal gayi wo Kashmir ke liye... bahut subah subah nikli thi... isliye aap se mil bhi nahi payi... antara ne kaha tha aap ki dawayi bhejne ke liye to wohi dene ayi hoon.." saroj handed over packet to ajji. Raghu's shocked eyes was fixed on her face. He couldn't take the words that she just left!

fab update riya ...
each n every word spoke volumes...so emotionally written
hats off for writing such beautiful emotional scenes esp the brother-sister convo

Chapter 7: battle filled

Raghu rushed downstairs wearing his usual dress, jeans and his blue check shirt. He was 99% sure that miscall wouldn't come that day. But as usual in a vague hope his eyes fixed on the hall. Each and everyday in that time he found antara there. Sitting on a couch and writing something in her notebook. That time a cute smile always played on her face. He wander what did she wrote everytime? Even she smiled so rare. Most of the time he found her angry or irritated otherwise... crying silently. Raghu himself was amused. He didn't knew that he followed each and every posture of miscall so thoroughly. With a sigh he came downstairs. The whole house was feeling so silent today. Was it always just like that or something else? He understood that he was used to tht chirpy, lively giggles of antara and ajji which he always hear from ajji's room that days. On the way he saw rasika standing at the door of her room and giving him that usual seductive look. He ignored her all the time but today just by her single glance, his blood boiled. He didn't knew that how he controlled his temper and got passed through her. He wouldn't leave that bitch. But before he had to do the most important job. Somehow he must had to talk to antara. Otherwise it would be so late... he passed ajji's room and suddenly his steps got resisted when he heared some sound from his room. He peeped in and was surprised to find saroj aunty there. She was talking with ajji. "...to iska matlab wo ab nahi ayegi?!..." ajji said with grieve voice. "abhito nahi ayegi ajji. Aap to samjh sakte hain na..." saroj answered in low voice. Raghu sensed something wrong. What they were talking about? He felt the restlessness rose in him again. "maaf karna saroj... galti meri hi thi... meri wajah se hi..." ajji said. "nahi aajji aap ki koi galti nahi hain... aap to bas uski madat hi karna chahti thi... aur ye to kisi na kisi din hona hi tha... antara pehele se hi janti thi... Usne mujhse kahi bhi thi... lekin phir aap ki health ko dekh kar usne yahan kaam karne ka decision liya... aur abto uske paas aur koi chara bhi nahi hain... Sibaye uss ghar ko bech ne ki... unke Kashmir ka ghar, jahan uske papa ki yadein basti hain..." saroj's voice got resisted. What, she had decided to cell their house in Kashmir?... raghu just couldn't digest the word. ye miscall bhi na... kahete hain na... toot jayegi phir bhi haar nahi manegi... kahi se paise nahi mile to apna ghar bech ne chali... arey iss zamane mein itni khuddari nahi chalti boss... lekin iss yeri ko samjhayein bhi kaun?...' those random thoughts started to move in his mind. But suddenly ajji said something and his breath got hitched. "to kya antara chali gayi?!" ajji asked in sad tone. "haan ajji... aaj subah hi nikal gayi wo Kashmir ke liye... bahut subah subah nikli thi... isliye aap se mil bhi nahi payi... antara ne kaha tha aap ki dawayi bhejne ke liye to wohi dene ayi hoon.." saroj handed over packet to ajji. Raghu shocked eyes was fixed on saroj's face. He couldn't take the words that she just left!!!... "acha ajji main chalti hoon. Mujhe bahut sara kaam hain..." saroj greeted ajji. When she came out of the room her eyes fell on raghu standing at a corner giving a silent but shocked look to her. Saroj's cold look again increased his grieve. Raghu really respected saroj very much. She was one of them who could really look through his inside. Who understood his actions his works to an extant. And today he clearly visualize the irritation in her eyes. He loose the trust of another person. Without saying a single word saroj removed her gaze from raghu's face and went towards the door leaving him behind. Raghu stood there still for a while to digest the ongoing incident in his head. Then suddenly that anger and irritation came back on his eyes. He kicked the nearby thing without even noticing that what was that. But it didn't cooled down his temper he rushed towards Terrence and as usual started to let out his frustration on poor punching bag!!

At the evening the news was spreaded in whole basti that Daya Mai was coming back. So there started the celebration to welcome their living godess. Ajji became overjoyed as her daughter was coming back after months and rasika and manohar all irritated as no one was going to listen to them from the time. Raghu and mach mach were in charge to decorate the whole basti. But even in the whole chaos raghu looked disturbed and sometime lost. The hint of some sadness was clear in his eyes but each and everytime he was keeping his unexpressive hard look intact. Mach ,ach didn't noticed all those things but he didn't understood one thing that why his bhai's concentration was moving towards yeri's room's balcony time to time. "ab iss yeri ne kya kar dala?! Kahi firse pange to nahi ho gaya... par maine to sunah tha ki yeri aaj subah Kashmir ke liye nikal gayi! Pata nahi yaar.. iss yeri ka koi bharosa nahi..." several thoughts were moving in mach mach's head.

At last the most awaited moment came. Daya mai came back in basti at evening. Raghu and mach mach had gone to station to receive her. The whole basti people welcomed and greeted her with huge celebrations. Women rushed to her jeep to touch her feet. She was standing at the jeep joining her two hands and looking towards the huge crowd gathered. While moving towards the jeep to naik sadan. Raghu's eyes automatically fail on the door of that perticuler house. But the door was locked again. He remembered that all family members had gone to hospital to admit geeta. Her treatment was going to start from that day. He tried to find if there was a small flicker of light in that room but no, all pitch dark. Daya mai looked at raghu, his look cleared her up that something was wrong with him. "RAGHUNATH...!!" she called. But raghu didn't respond. His eyes was all glued to that locked door. hmmm! Ye ghar to govind ka hain na... wo iss ghar ke taraf aise kyun dekh raha hain?' her eyebrows curled in a frown. "RAGHUNATH..." she again called and that time a bit loudly. Raghu's feature jerked and he looked back. "haan mai..." he answerd quickly. "andar chalein?" daya mai said. "jii mai..." raghu said obediently and led her inside along with MM keeping the basti peoples at a side. Ajji welcomed daya mai with a huge smile followed by rasika and manohar's cunning smile. She came inside her room followed by raghu. DM prayed to god at first and raghu stood near the door. "basti ka kya hulchul hain raghunath?! Mere piche sab thik hain na?" DM asked in her usual cold voice. "haan mai... sab khairiyat se hain... Kisi ko koi problem nahi... Aur wo shetty aur anna ko bhi maine thanda kar diya... ab wo yahan nahin ayengey..." raghu answered silently. "achi baat hain.." she moved towards raghu "par tu kuch badla badla sa lag raha hain..." She asked looking straight towards him. "nahi mai aisa kuch nahi hain..." raghu said quickly. "raghunath... tu sayad bhool raha hain ki pichle 12 salon se tu mere sath hain, teri har harkaton se wakif hoon main.." she said. Raghu didn't answred. "chalk khair... mausam ke sath insane bhi badal ta reheat hain... par ye badlao bhi jyada din nahi tik ti... Tu zara beera ko mere pass bhej de..." DM said. "thik hain mai..." raghu got outside from the room. And DM sat on the couch. After some moment beera her obedient servant came to her. "kya khabar hain beera?" DM asked. "shabbudin ka phone aya tha Kashmir se... iss baar bara maal ka order hain..." Beera said. DM's croocked smile spreaded on her face. "unhe kehena ki unka kaam ho jayega... bas wo paise bhej ne mein der na kare..." DM said.

The cold wind came through the window and ruffeled antara's hair. The train was moving in it's full speed through the darkness of night. Antara was thinking about the random incidents of that past 25 hours which turned her life in that unknown pathway. She was reminding the words told by vishal uncle. A small info he gave about those terrorists. He said that the most reputated personality of Srinagar, mr shabbudin siddiquie might be also included in terrorist activities. Antara was so surprised after listening mr siddiquie's name. no one can suspect that an wise,literate and kind people like him could be attatched with terrorism. But vishal uncle said that he had some proof. He had all ready given about her work process. Antara looked at the pitch dark fieled. There was more time left to reach at Srinagar. Her hometown, she always wanted to reach there. But her hometown had become her battle filled now.

Precap: "ishan bata mereko...teri didu akhir kiss kaam se Kashmir gayi hain..." raghu hold his shoulder tightly and urgently looked into ishan's eyes to search for an answer. Ishan looked at him and just uttered a single sentence. "didu un terrorists ko pakarne gayi hain jin logon ne papa ko maar dala."

amazing update!

lovely ria.